April 2011
I hate...
The fact that you walk right past me like nothing happened. That we couldn’t turn to each other when we were on the verge if breaking. You were my best friend,and I loved you. Despite what you would say. You helped me through it all. But then boom,you blow up. And how dare you say those things to me. I would never speak to you like that.
But fine. You want to live your life this way? Go for...
So. The moral of the story is...
Boys suck…especially gingers.
Basciallllllly.
I decided to start this whole thing just to start blogging about my upcoming weight loss. I made a deal with my mom that if I lost 50 pounds before the start of school that she would buy me a shiload of clothes. Blogging every so often will help me because,well,I don’t have anyone to talk to. I’ve tried to so this sort of thing alone but it always fails. Telling someone (even though...
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